Snowman fought with himself as he looked at him. "I...I like you, and I'm not angry with you...i...it's just that I...I like you more than I'm supposed to." he finally confessed, his face turning crimson, as he pushed his glasses further on his face.

Nobu sighed, leaning against his car. "Well... I might be able to forgive you..." He said, a serious expression on his face for a moment, before it broke out into a grin. "... If you agree to go on a date with me."

"A romantic one to make you fall hopelessly in love with me." He said, his grin becoming wider. Snowman couldn't tell if he was joking or not. "But that's if you're ready for it. I'm not a cheap person, Snowy."

"Tonight." He said with a smile. "Is that okay?" He'd had his eye on Snowman for a while now, and while the other man probably thought he was simply joking when he playfully flirted with him, that just wasn't so.

Snowman looked at the papers he had to grade, then at Nobu. He knew this would take all day, but at the same time...he wanted to know what it would be like to have Nobu to himself in that manner. "Okay." He caved, trading responsibility for his curiosity.

Nobu grinned. "Great. Come to my house around eight. I'll have everything ready." He turned to leave, but stopped after he had taken two steps. He came back, gently kissing the corner of Snowman's mouth. "See you tonight." He said quietly, before leaving, whistling a cheerful tune.

- - - Later that night, Snowman knocked on the door, wearing his nicest pair of jeans, a really nice T-shirt he never felt the need to wear and a blazer he usually wears for a trip to the bar. He pushed up his glasses, biting his lip...what if he's not interested after this?